Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Qatar and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Section 25 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Altered Images,
Quando Quango,
MC5,
The Gladiators,
John Coltrane,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Michelle Simonal,
Sixth Finger,
Stetsasonic,
The Beau Brummels,
The Wake,
The Five Americans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cheater Slicks,
Ornette Coleman,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Misunderstood,
Make Up,
The Monks,
Kas Product,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Minnie Riperton,
Duran Duran,
EPMD,
Symarip,
Joyce Sims,
Loose Ends,
Nation of Ulysses,
Amazonics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABC,
Young Marble Giants,
The Smiths,
Pierre Henry,
The Associates,
China Crisis,
Boredoms,
Cameo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Essential Logic,
The Moleskins,
Funkadelic,
Popol Vuh,
X-102,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Stooges,
Buzzcocks,
The Walker Brothers,
Negative Approach,
The Flesh Eaters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scientists,
the Swans,
Sällskapet,
Ohio Players,
Das Ding,
X-Ray Spex,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.